Three Apples Poem by Jason Campbell

You take three apples from a tree,
You set them down for all to see,
You take your first apple and throw it up,
Oh no! You hit a baby pup,
You take your 2nd apple and throw it high,
And go 'aw' because you gave a bird a black eye,
You take your third and final apple,
Throw it and break a window to the chapel,
The father comes out and damns you to hell,
You give him the finger, and bid him farewell.